I Jerked My Husband Off To The Tight Teen Next Door [Str8] [M/F] [f] [Teen] [Schoolgirl] [Latino] [Mast] [Dirty talk]

*Her name’s Daniela and she’s the stuff your wet, teenage dreams are made of.*

*She’s petite but busty.*

*A tiny 5’1 tall and couldn’t weigh much more than 90 pounds. Despite her small stature, she’s blessed with big, juicy teen tits and a fat, latino ass.*

*Her chocolatey, brown curls flow down to her shoulders and match her smokey, wide eyes. Complete with plump, cushiony lips and a caramel complexion, you can understand my husband’s obsession with this teenage treat.*

*And you haven’t even heard about that tight little body yet either.*

*I know it’s wrong but I can’t help it.*

*The thought of his big, strong body dwarfing her sexy little self as he pins her down and stuffs her tight, young holes full of his cock makes my pussy ache like you wouldn’t believe.*

*I can’t stop thinking about it.*

*The way she’d groan out and call him papi as she ran her nails down his back, her smooth, slender legs wrapped around his waist as he grunt with every animalistic thrust until he’s spraying her womb with his warm seed.*

*It’s so naughty, so filthy, so taboo.*

The Feeling of Gold [MF] [Fantasy] [Bondage] [Non con]

The moans of pleasure were just a little louder than the whimpers of pain, and that’s how Dvini liked it. He stalked down the hallway, putting the sounds of debauchery behind him. A pair of squat, square-faced Dwarf guards nodded at him as he passed. They spun their cudgels which they kept just in case a slave broke loose. It didn’t happen often, but it was better to be safe.

Dvini hated losing a profit.

The cool air of the slave dungeons gave way to the muggy heat of the southern jungle as Dvini stepped outside. Short, shabby wooden buildings rose around him in lopsided tiers. The sounds of commerce and coin pricked his ears. Seagulls cawed overhead. Somewhere, far off, he heard the bell ringing, declaring that a large ship was entering port.

He had a meeting and shouldered his way into the crowd. Being a Licani, he stood out because of his extreme height. People craned their necks to look at him. The Dwarves and half-breeds didn’t even bother.

Hello Nurse Part 3 [FF]

My eyes are closed. She pulls away from me. My chest is heaving from the knuckle brush and now the exposure. I wait. Nothing. The torture begins to build. I have to look and see what she’s doing. But I don’t want to stop the growing sensations. Opening my eyes wins out. Fire. That’s what see when I find her devouring me with just her eyes. Fire. What I feel coarse through my body as a result. Fuck! She takes her time wandering from my milky white chest down to the apex of my thighs. I can feel feather-light caresses as though her hands were on my body. 

Other than her eyes roaming everywhere, her mouth is the only other movement. It is there that my eyes land. Naturally pigmented, her rosy red lips are glistening from her bubblegum pink tongue’s sweep across from one delectable corner to the other. The fire grows stronger with each sweep as I can’t help but imagine that tongue on me. In me. Her lips are like cherries. I bet they taste like them too. When will I find out? I am paralyzed by pleasure. 

Back to Daddy John and Sarah.

I told you earlier that two things have become evident; Sarah is a nymphomaniac and Sarah was instrumental in getting her mother out of the house. On Sarah’s being a nymphomaniac I will tell you now. Sarah’s mother incidentally suffered from nymphomania, I don’t know if you could say that Rose actually suffered from it but her husband John sure did.

John is like a large Diesel engine and like all things that have a lot of mass and are governed by Newtonian physics he is slow and lumbering and doesn’t change speed or direction readily or at all without the application of great force or forces. Sarah is as nimble and responsive as a gas chainsaw. She has gotten herself on birth control without her stepfathers knowledge and has quite a following of boys at school.

Those in call themselves members of Club Sarah and give each other obligatory fist bumps, those that wish to be in call Sarah a whore and the male teachers don’t dare say a word they just salivate at the sight of her nipples poking through her way too small and tight shirts. The girls are envious of Sarah’s new found popularity and all of the attention she is getting in the halls and the back of classrooms and the rear most seats of the buses of Lapeer High School.

Lights, Camera [MF] [Laboratory]

When I replied to the ad on the college website, they were so nice to me, and they made it seem like everything was going to be okay. My name wouldn’t appear anywhere, and my face wouldn’t be seen. I told them all I was worried about was I didn’t want my family or friends to find out.

Secretly, it was exciting in a perverted way. I was going to let them film me having an orgasm for a documentary on human sexuality. They were going to put a camera inside me to record my muscles contracting when I came. The thought of strangers seeing the inside of my pussy made me so hot. Maybe some of my friends in the nursing program would see the film in one of their classes, or maybe it would be shown on public television and they would see it – and they wouldn’t know it was me! Of course, I would never tell them. It was going to be my dirty little secret.

That was then.

This is now.

Early Morning Surprise [MF] [public] [toiletsex] [strangers]

It was just another dreary morning, getting out of bed, taking a shower, getting dressed and getting out of the house. I anticipated yet another boring day as I got onto the train. As usual, it was crowded…

Using my phone as all commuters do, I scrolled through the various social media platforms to check out what everyone else was up to when the train stopped to pick up more people. I looked up and was ready to create more space for fellow passengers, a lady standing in front of me whom I hadn’t noticed before suddenly moved back towards me and bent down to put down her bag. Due to the limited space behind me, I could not move back in time and her butt brushed up against my front. She stood back up, not realizing what had happened. I thought nothing of it and continued to use my phone when the train stopped at the next station and the lady bent down again to move her back. Yet again, her butt grazed the front of my pants, invoking a sense of pleasure which ultimately awoke my dormant manhood. Unable to control myself, I started to get semi-hard.

The Adventures of a Young Cocksucker [Str8] [M/f] [Young] [Oral] [Teen] [Schoolgirl] [Rough] [Sloppy] [Strangers] [Braces] [Virgin]

*I never could have comprehended how much my life would change that fateful Friday afternoon.*

*Taking that one wrong turn down that one wrong road to lead me to that one wrong place that sealed my future forever.*

*Because after my innocent lips got a taste of the perverse and dark under-life that thrived right under my city’s nose, I couldn’t go back to my normal life if I wanted to.*

*But I didn’t want to.*

*I could feel the corruption in every moment that it consumed me.*

*And not only did I willfully succumb to it but I fucking reveled in it.*

*I was slowly morphing from an innocent, young schoolgirl into twisted little doll that would go on to eventually recruit more innocent little schoolgirls into to be trained, used.*

*And the cycle would continue.*

**I STRONGLY SUGGEST THAT YOU READ THE PREQUELS TO THIS MINI-SERIES FIRST, IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY.**

[Part One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bk001z/my_first_gloryhole_str8_teen_mf_strangers_barely/)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/blksyl/my_first_gloryhole_part_2_str8_mf_young_oral/)

# The Adventures of a Young Cocksucker

*By Eden Bliss*

I took a deep breath as we drove further and further into unfamiliar territory and further and further away from my old life.

The view from the moon [Clothed males, naked females]

The inspiration for this story is Heinlein’s “The moon is a hardh mistress”, a book I have never read, so read at your peril. The story os incomplete bit I will gladly finish it if someone is interested – feedback is much appreciated.

“Can I take your order sir?”

Johna almost left out a yelp.

He had lifted the menu to cover his face and had made a conscious effort to isolate himself from the restaurant around him. He dared to look at the owner of the voice, a short freckled girl at least a decade his junior. Her smile was polite but he could glimpse a shadow of amusement in it.

His embarassment was obvious and the girl had probably seen this same scene a hundred times before. He muffled the name of the first plate he could see on the menu and looking down he handed it over to her. He almost chocked on his tongue. He had forgotten of the mirrored floor – his attempt not to look directly at her had backfired.

She was a natural redhead, apparently.

Giving me what I need [MF][cheating]

So it’s my first time recounting something like this in this detail, but I figured I’ve got too many ridiculous stories and I should share them. Any and all feedback is appreciated.

Anyway this story requires a small amount of explanation so I’ll get that out of the way first! My name is Michael, I work two jobs, I manage a bottle shop most days and on my days off I do a bit of house painting. I’m (relatively) happily in a relationship of 3 years with a gorgeous girl called Alison. My father owns the painting business and just sends me to do odds and ends, essentially the shitty little jobs he doesn’t want.

We have a recurring client, an absolute MILF by the name of Rebecca. Rebecca is the epitome of “ageing gracefully”, 48 years old and about 5’11”. She has shoulder length blonde hair, she’s super fit, tight looking ass that she seems to always accentuate by wearing the tightest yoga pants she can find. She has a great personality to match, a great sense of humour and totally down to earth.

The Lady in the Red Dress MFM

She looked amazing in red, but then she looked amazing in anything. Audrey, was 40, 5’4″, Blonde, and had an amazing arse. This wasn’t a crazy tight red dress designed to show off every part of her, this was something more casual, that fit her really nicely with the length just below her arse, letting her tease whoever she wanted.And this made her even sexier.

We were at the bar, well she was, I was at the booth staring at her, seeing her flirt with the bartender to get some cheaper drinks, and also see her flirting with one of the guys at the bar as well. This was only our second date, but we’d had an amazing spark and were in sync when it came to sex.

I was Tyler, 30, 5’9″ and fit, well fit if you exclude the little bit of pudge around my stomach but Audrey didn’t seem to mind. Just as I finished my drink she came back over to me, bringing the guy from the bar with her. and a lot of drinks.

“Hi Tyler, This is Pierre he bought us these shots” She looked at me and smiled pushing the tequila to me. Pierre was my new best friend.